mother fuckers get whats comming. and i just came up. now that thats shit is all behind me i feel really accomplished. the moral of the story is: busters get whats commin to em.
i needa chillllll everything sucks! no reallystress sucks. i cant handle the pressure! i cant handle the truth! anxiety! but seriously now im crackin and it sucks. the only thing i can rely on is ceremony and espiecally dystopia because they really know how bad the world sucks. ftw.